Until the designated light
Repudiate the Forge--

The good people out number the bad people.
Or so I'm finding out....

And to the boy that sent me the Emily Dickinson, I adore you for it.

red wine is fast / at the lip of your glass/ saying "im gonna ruin everything"

I once read somewhere Neko Case describing a dream where she had a threesome with Steve Earle and Madonna after a show in Vancouver. In the dream Madonna leans over and says to Neko, "Your hair looks like a wig." Freakydreams.com had this analysis:

"Attraction and Sensuality. If you dream of hair means (sic) that you are careless in your personal affairs and will lose advancement by neglecting mental application."

Funny how hair is associated with vanity like nothing else. We cut, we grow, we dye, we comb, we pluck, we shave, we gel, we spray, and we weave. With the promise of attracting others, hair tricks us into attracting ourselves. Vanity. And with that slick whisper of a lie, our hair gets taken care of.

Until, of course, it falls out.